Now this story is not about me I am writing this on behalf of one of my reader who asked me to write as i have a great technique.Its about a incest st...ry between hungry mom and handsome son from pune ok without wasting time ill start the story on her behalf and ill write it as her “Hi my name is Shalan Varma I am from Pune, Mumbai live with my only son sanketh i got married at the age of 22 with to my husband Rajesh Varma ours is a love marriage we got married against our parents willing and. ******** He arrived at their former residence about a half an hour early on that Saturday hoping to have a few moments alone there before the landlord came and put a final end to it all. With great reluctance he opened the door with his key and stepped across the threshold that he had vowed never again to cross. But that promise had only been meant for when they were still there, and he no longer felt it to be a violation. Surveying the apartment from the doorway he was struck at how barren it. .. my cousin turned the TV off and started to sleep... i have three cousins sleeping in the living room with their maid because they find it a lot more secure sleeping together... as soon as all of them are asleep i started fondling the maid's breasts and playing with her nipples through accessing her shirt from the top of the couch... i fondled it then stopped for a minute to make sure that no one wakes up... then continues... with my 30 minute of fantasy i fondled her breasts with out. I’ll only be a minute, but make yourself at home.’ I watched her tight little ass sway down the hall, every inch of velvet succumbing to the movement of her hips, and I wasn’t able to reply. It wasn’t until her bedroom door was shut that I actually took in my surroundings. I shimmied out of my jacket, placed it on the sofa, and freed my feet from my dress shoes. I walked around her place laughing at all the trinkets and toys that so fittingly belonged to her. She was such a nerd, action figures.